"You mean? They came to our village and came back with diarrhea, and now they're cured?" Isn't that the plague? Can the plague be cured? Or did those people just have diarrhea from eating something wrong and not be infected at all?
Although no one in the village spoke about the plague, everyone knew it.
At this time, Jia Tao was very conflicted. He hoped that those people were infected with the plague, but he also hoped that they just had diarrhea because they ate the wrong thing.
But if the plague can really be cured, does that mean the people in the village can be saved?
His father had been lying in bed for more than ten days, and then his brother also fell ill, and his mother started to have diarrhea.
He and his sister are the only ones who can walk in the family.
"I know your village has been infected with the plague." A Yu's words were earth-shattering, and Jia Tao and his companions, who were deep in thought, were caught off guard.
The two looked at them warily.
An Jingzhi was protected by them at the back. In order to prevent these villagers from causing trouble, it was only Ayu who stepped forward from beginning to end.
"Our people were also infected after returning, but they have recovered. We came down this time to save you."
Jia Tao was half-believing and half-doubting. He asked uneasily, "You, what you said, is it true?" There was hope and panic in his eyes.
"Do you think we need to lie to you? If we weren't sure, how could we dare to set foot in your village when we knew you were infected with the plague?"
"We are very grateful for your willingness to trade with us. You are also very honest and have never taken advantage of our inconvenience in getting in and out to deduct the price of our goods. It just so happens that we have a remedy for the plague, so we decided to come down the mountain to help you."
In front of An Jingzhi and his clansmen, A Yu was a silly boy. Unexpectedly, he was so eloquent in front of the people living down the mountain. Even An Jingzhi was stunned. What a boy, he has two faces.
Jia Tao was silent at first, then fell into ecstasy.
"You, do you really have medicine? I beg you, Brother Ayu, we didn't know that the villagers were infected with the plague, so we traded with you. I beg you to save my parents and brothers." Jia Tao put down the stick in his hand, knelt on the ground and cried, "Please, if you are willing to save my parents and brother, I am willing to work like a slave to repay you." Jia Tao kowtowed continuously.
"Take us to your home." An Jingzhi said in the crowd.
Jia Tao and his companions were kneeling on the ground, lost in their emotions and didn't pay attention to who said it. When he heard the voice, he immediately got up and rushed home with a few people, with worry and joy on his face.
"What's going on with the family in the village that's hanging a white banner?" An Jingzhi asked.
Jia Tao was a little surprised and looked at him. He had seen most of the villagers before, but this fair-skinned villager, although he had only seen him a few times, left a deep impression on him. After all, among a group of dark-skinned villagers, there was a fair and tender person, like a ray of light in the dark night, which was hard not to notice.
The leader was Ayu. Seeing that Ayu didn't react, he explained to An Jingzhi, "That was our village's sixty-year-old third uncle. He fell ill a few days ago. He was old and couldn't make it, so he passed away yesterday."
Jia Tao was anxious, so he left his companion to watch the village entrance and led An Jingzhi and his group to his home quickly. He just talked to the other party along the way, and they arrived at his home after just a few words.
The house was quiet, and a foul stench was everywhere.
An Jingzhi covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, not because he was afraid of being infected, but because the smell was too bad.
I was careless. I should have made some masks before coming down.
An Jingzhi found it smelly, but the other villagers looked normal, as if nothing had happened.
This made An Jingzhi reflect on whether he was being too pretentious.
Several people went into the house to check. A Yu stopped An Jingzhi who wanted to go in. He whispered, "A Jing, don't go in. Let's go and take a look and tell you what we see."
An Jingzhi followed the two tribesmen and waited outside, while A Yu led the others in.
The smell in the yard was not so bad after all, but the environment in the yard was really hard to describe. It was so dirty and messy that it was beyond words.
I don’t know if it’s because everyone in the family is sick and has no time to clean up, or if it’s just like that.
He also saw a ditch around the yard. The ditch was full of black water and no one knew what was in it. A group of mosquitoes and flies were flying around there.
If the whole village was in such conditions, it would not be surprising that they contracted the plague.
After Jia Tao came in, his sister, who was busy taking care of his parents in the room, saw a group of villagers coming outside and immediately retreated to the side in fear.
Although villagers would come to the village to trade, they would never enter the villagers' houses for fear of causing misunderstanding and panic.
"Sister, don't be afraid. They are here to save our parents and elder brother! Brother Ayu and the others have medicine to treat the plague!" Jia Tao explained excitedly.
Sister Jia Tao, who was originally a little nervous, was suddenly filled with hope after hearing this.
He didn't care about being afraid and wanted to turn around and go out to get something to entertain the guests.
I had just taken half a step when I suddenly remembered that there were patients at home. Wouldn't it be harmful to give them something to drink?
Sister Jia Tao stood there at a loss.
A Yu carefully examined the patient who was lying on the bed and could no longer speak. He had a pale face and sunken cheeks.
He frowned and looked at her for a while, then turned and walked out of the room without saying anything.
Jia Tao was frightened by his action. A doctor who had come before him took one look and ran out in a hurry as if he had seen a ghost.
He grabbed A Yu's sleeve and said, "How is Brother A Yu? Can he be saved?" His voice trembled slightly, and he grabbed A Yu's sleeve as if he was grabbing the last straw.
"Wait a minute." It wasn't Ayu who was saving people, so how would he know? Although some of his tribe members were infected, their cases were very mild, just diarrhea for a long time. It was not as serious as these people's. There was even a porcelain basin for constipation in the corner of the room.
Jia Tao could only stand nervously in the corner, watching A Yu and the others whispering to each other after they met up with An Jingzhi.
"That face looked so scary. If I hadn't seen his chest rising and falling, I would have thought he was dead." Ayu described the conditions of the patients.
According to Ayu's description, if they don't receive treatment, these people will not survive for more than three days.
"Can this cure Ajing?" Ayu had followed his father down the mountain to trade with the villagers before. The man lying on the bed was also familiar with his father, which was why he had a close relationship with Jia Tao.
"If it can be cured, if he can't swallow, force it down his throat."
This prescription has been tested for tens of thousands of years. Although it is a low-end and simple version, it can always cure the patient as long as he is still alive.
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